The Runaway Groom

Tommy blinked his large eyes hopefully at Isaac, hoping for Isaac's acknowledgment.

Isaac bit off a chunk, chewed, and seriously commented, "It's alright.” Tommy blinked, but it was a praise, was it not?

He giggled before running off, skipping.

Irene smiled as she watched Tommy being so happy.

Bzzt...

Her phone started to ring in her pocket, and she picked it up to answer. A man asked, "You're Lulu's best friend, right?"

It was a familiar voice—Irene recognized him as one of the members of Martin York's squad, back when she met up with Lulu at New Kent. “Yes. Why do you have her phone? Where is she?" Irene replied, sharply noticing that something went wrong.

It should be Lulu talking if she was asking for her. So why was it this man instead?

"Lulu was hurt—"

Irene sprang to her feet right then and asked urgently, "What happened?! How did she get hurt?! Is it serious?!"

little serious, but her life isn't in danger, so

was just slightly relieved.

good..."

be

I would like you to sit her down and talk

"Was she doing it

of the reasons, but it's not all,” the man said. "It's alright if you're busy. We'll do our best to take

to go, but she would at least need a few days to bring her two

days,"

"Okay," he replied.

Isaac asked, "What happened? That's a bad look on your

took a moment

she said as she lay down and leaned against

had a hunch, while Irene hesitated before asking, "When are we

look in her

and sighing. "I thought Lulu found happiness with

his shoulder and looking up at him, she said, "Let's go back to Franconia as soon as we